Harry Potter is playing Quidditch when he collides with who else but Maximum Ride. What happens when a mutant freak learns a whole new meaning to the word weird? Possible pairings later! Rated T for safety.

Nothing makes life more
enjoyable than when the world is safe and we can enjoy life the way
it was meant to be enjoyed. Need an example? Exploring London
mutant-style is one way! Who needs a tour guide when you've got
wings? We can cover twice the distance and see twice as much!

We'd been flying for
two hours, when it all got very eerie. Suddenly all I saw below me
was trees. The people were gone…

I looked ahead of me
using my bird eyes. I could see a castle, far off in the distance.
"Let's land," I said. We dove downward and landed in a forest.
"Alright," I said, "It's a castle. A huge one. Most
likely another branch of Itex. I'm gonna check it out for myself.
You guys wait here."

Fang looked about ready
to say something to stop me, but I didn't give him the chance.
Without another word, I got a running start and took to the air.

The castle became
larger and larger as I flew toward it. I landed on top of it. No one
was in the castle. Not many people, at least. I looked around and saw
a stadium to the side. They looked like they were having some kind of
celebration or sporting event. Could it be like the one we'd seen –
and I'd been in – at the castle in Germany? Gulping down fear, I
took off again and headed toward the stadium.

I was high over the
crowd, as to avoid being seen. I was just turning back when I saw
something out of the corner of my eye. It was a little, round, golden
ball. With wings. Was it a hidden camera? I grabbed it and examined
it. No…definitely not a camera. It was too solid…and just didn't
look like one. A bomb, maybe? With this thought I let go of it and
watched it hover by my face. It lingered for only a second, then sped
downward again.

Something was
approaching me. I began to speed off, but I collided with someone.

I forgot to flap for a
second and dropped several feet. Whatever I crashed into had been
spinning downward, but was now coming back up.

It was a boy…on a
broomstick…wait a minute…that's scientifically impossible…but
I guess I was scientifically impossible, too, so who was I to say
that's not possible?

In a few minutes, the
boy was level with me. He spoke, and at first I didn't understand
for the wind in my ears. "What?" I said.

"Who are you?" he
asked. His voice had a heavy English accent, but he didn't sound
dangerous.

"No one important,"
I answered.

Below I heard cheers
and screams of protest. "Draco Malfoy has caught the snitch!
Slytherin wins by a landslide!" The boy's shoulders dropped, like
he was disappointed.

"Can you tell me your
name?" the boy asked.

I stared him in the
face. Was he joking? I snickered, "No." I turned and sped towards
the forest. Looking back, I saw the boy turn and head back to the
ground. Something deep down told me I hadn't seen the last of him.

I landed beside a
little hut just outside the forest. There was a chicken cooking over
the fire outside and I took it. I ate it as I ran into the forest.

I stopped and climbed
into a tree a ways in. The moon sun was high over the mountains as I
rested on a tree branch. Ah…rest…I could almost sleep here…the
forest was quiet…

It must've been
fifteen minutes later when I heard voices coming from a long way off.
It was a man's voice speaking first. "I just don't know what
kind of creature would take my chicken," the voice said. It was
rough and also had a British accent, "Most everything in the
Forbidden Forest stays in the Forbidden Forest."

I knew I should take to
the sky, but I would get a sucky takeoff through the trees and I
couldn't go to the ground. They were getting close enough to see me
if I went down.

"It's not an
animal we're looking for, Hagrid," a boy's voice said, "It's
a girl. I saw her in the sky during the Quidditch match." I
recognized the boy's voice as the one I'd seen in the sky.

"And you say she had
wings, Harry?" a girl's voice asked.

"Yeah," the boy
answered.

"Wings? Harry, are
you sure?" a different boy's voice said.

"I'm positive,"
the first boy said.

My wings were crunched
beneath me and it hurt. I moved slightly, making more noise than I'd
anticipated. "Over there!" the first boy said.

I moved again. This
time, the branch moved beneath me and I fell off it. "Oof!" I
said as I fell. I realized I said it awfully loud.

The group was running,
now, to find me. A minute later, they appeared before me.

I examined them. I
could take the girl or either of the boys easily. The man…maybe
not. He was at least six foot five, if not taller. But I could outrun
him without even going top speed.

"That's her!" the
boy from the broomstick said, pointing at me.

"Harry, she's just
a girl. She doesn't have wings," the girl said.

The boy – Harry –
stared at me. "Yes, she does," he said defiantly, "I know she
does."

"Can you speak?"
the red-haired boy asked. He walked toward me and stuck out a hand,
as if to help me up.

I swatted it away and
got up on my own. "Of course I can speak, idiot!" I snapped, "And
I don't need your help!"

"Have you got wings?"
the red-haired boy asked.

There was no use hiding
it. I slowly extended my wings. Stretching them out felt good. I'd
kept them in so tight in the tree, I didn't think they'd ever
loosen up. I glanced at the clearing above me. An escape. Perfect.

"Bloody hell," the
redhead said. He stared at my wings like they were a big honkin'
piece of chocolate.

"What's your name?"
the girl asked. She was also staring at my wings wistfully.

I looked at them, my
eyes narrowing. They weren't Erasers. It seemed like this was a
regular boarding school. They even had school uniforms that were much
cuter than the ones I'd worn to school in Virginia. After a long
pause, I said, "Max."

"I'm Harry,"
Harry said, "This is Ron, Hermione, and Hagrid."

I nodded, on my guard
and ready to attack at any moment.

"How old are you?"
Harry asked.

"Fourteen," I
answered.

"Us, too," Hermione
said, nodding.

"What school do you
go to?" Ron asked.

"Um…I'm
homeschooled," I lied. Well…not completely a lie. I'd gotten
all my schooling – as little as there was – at home.

"Where did you get
your wings?" Hagrid asked. Ron, Harry and Hermione looked at me
with anticipation in their eyes.

These questions were
worrying me. Sure they weren't Erasers and weren't working for
the School or Itex, but they could still hurt me. Knowledge itself
was hurtful. And I didn't want to share too much knowledge with
these people.

I looked up to see Ari
((A/N: In this story he's not dead and has not had the attitude
adjustment that he gets in STWAOES)) standing over me. He was
transformed into an Eraser and had his angry eyes on. "Hey, birdie.
Found some new friends?" he asked.

"What is that thing?"
I heard Hermione say, and at the same time, I heard Ron repeat,
"Bloody hell!"

I swung my feet under
his legs and he crashed to the ground. He was up in an instant and
the fight began.

I socked Ari in the
face and he stopped for only a second. He slashed me with his claws
across one cheek just as I kicked his chest, forcing him back several
feet. He came at me again with more strength than I'd anticipated.
He punched me rapidly, over and over, until I was too weak to even
defend myself. I backed away to dodge him, and back right into a
tree.

"Nowhere to run,
bird girl!" he sneered. He took a bite out of my arm, but I barely
flinched.

I used every bit of my
strength to punch him one last time, and this seemed to anger him. He
brought a gun out of his jacket and aimed it at my left arm and shot,
aiming perfectly. He shot me three more times after that: one on my
right arm, one on my left leg and one on my right leg. I crumpled to
the ground, pain and blood spewing out of each bullethole.

From then on, I wasn't
sure what was real and what was just my imagining. I saw Harry go
behind Ari and remember thinking 'What the hell? Doesn't he
know that you typically stay away from the scary wolf-thing attacking
an innocent bird-girl?' Well, apparently not. He took Ari by
the shoulders and pulled him back. Ron came and together they held
Ari.

Now this is the part
I'm sure I imagined. I think I saw Hermione pull out a
stick…no…a wand? Anyway, she pulled out a wand and pointed it at
Ari and shouted, "Wingardium Leviosa!"

'Alrighty then,'
I thought, 'This must be a school for the mentally
challenged or something…' But to my surprise, Ari shot into
the air. With the flick of her wrist, Hermione sent Ari out into the
woods.

And then…I passed
out…

So, there's the
first chapter to my first crossover story. I hope you liked it! More
will be out soon!

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